It's insane. In three short months Hubs and I will have been married a year, already. It feels like last week we were standing on the beach saying our "I do's". We've definitely made some big decisions the last nine months.
We have had our fair share of ups and downs the past nine months. We got married, duh. We threw out the pill. Our house was broken into a second time in our house. We've made the decision to move out of the first house we bought together. Both of our mothers found out I'm off the pill. There have been small arguements. There's definitely been crying.
Through everything, ups and down and the inbetweens, I know more then anything that he's the man I want to spend the rest of my life with (duh, I married him) and the man I want to have my children with (yeah, we already covered that I'm off the pill). He's a great man and he works hard to support us and I appreciate everything he does.